Strawberry-Banana Smoothie = Easy

I have been making Strawberry-Banana Smoothies for the past couple days in a bid to add more fruit to my diet. They taste delicious and they definitely are satisfying. Plus it is an easy way to eat and write at the same time! So here is how I make mine!

-4 to 5 strawberries, frozen

-1/4 cup water

-1 whole banana, peeled

-1 1/2 tbsps greek yogurt

-a dash of cinnamon

 

Now I use a magic bullet and this makes about one serving. If you use an actual blender or whatever, play around with the measurements to find the perfect blend for you!

  1. I rinse the strawberries under hot water to remove any ice and to thaw them just a bit.
  2. Strawberries and water get blended together until smooth.
  3. Next, add the banana and greek yogurt. Blend again until smooth.
  4. Add a dash of cinnamon (or whatever amount you prefer) [optional step]

It will be nice and cold for you and ready to drink. It is the only way (aside from cake) that I will eat bananas since they have a funny texture. The potassium supposed to help my sore muscles and seems to have done so already.

My ‘secret’ ingredient, the cinnamon, is supposed to be good for boosting metabolism, and I don’t mind a hand in that department! (Don’t add to everything though, because it does ruin a good chicken burger!).

Anyways, I’m off to do my yoga and write more for my book! A late start doesn’t mean a day is ruined, after all!

 

It Clicked!

Yesterday was the best day of writing I have had in a looooonnnngggggg time. I managed to get to 1,894 words! That’s equal to one chapter!

I will be honest though. It happened in a short span of time, early afternoon. The desk had not called to me and when I realized I was making excuses, I called myself on it.

“No, Kelsey,” I started in on my own lecture, “You’re not going to fumble about the kitchen until you’ve written for an hour, got it?”

And that forced my to the chair at my desk. What started as an hour, became two, and then three. At that point I needed a very late lunch and Andrew would be home in a few minutes. As much as I wanted to keep writing, I knew it was better not to push myself and burn out, but instead accomplish a few other things around the house.

Andrew was proud of what I managed to do, and thankfully, he help me clean the house this morning as a reward (or so I think). But yesterday, it finally clicked. My passion to truly write was back and I didn’t feel like I was forcing myself. It happened on its own and I didn’t even feel the time fly.

I am hoping to get some more writing done today, but I only do a little on the weekends so I can spend time with my husband. Plus, there’s the matter of my brother and my future sister-in-law’s Stag and Doe tonight!

There is going to be food and drink, and we recently committed to eating healthier. My husband can’t have alcohol thanks to his fatty liver and not long ago episode of pancreatitis. I choose not to drink alcohol, because of an uncle who based away from his addiction to the stuff. (I got really drunk once after his death and realized what I was feeling from its effects was what he had been looking for, too. Since then, don’t have more then 2-3 coolers in a year, if that).

The food will be another problem, too, since it will be all fatty, sugary shit. Andrew can’t have that stuff because of aforementioned pancreatitis and fatty liver. I can’t have it, because I’m sick of being heavy and unhappy. I’ve managed to get us exercising and we don’t really eat out much, but we do have larger portions of things we shouldn’t.

Anyways, wish us luck avoiding pop and junky food tonight! (and don’t forget some for my book, too!)

Stuck In a Rut

Sorry for the lack of posts over the past couple days. I spent yesterday helping my mom finish engraving the wine glasses for the bridal shower. It is good to have that off my shoulders now, and I hope they like them.

I ate more junk food yesterday than I normally do, and am coming off of a sugar high. To be honest, I don’t understand why I drink pop or eat sugary foods when I know it will take my body a few days to get back to normal. Instead of giving me energy, it depletes me, and I end up with the groggiest mind.

But your body ends up craving it and I get super irritable trying to cut it out though I’m trying. It doesn’t do me any good aside from a very temporary sense of happiness, and that in itself harms any chance of long term happiness I want.

Anyways, the real reason I am posting today is I am trying to look into new forms of poems to write. I want to challenge how I usually create a poem and find something new along the way. Hopefully it will help me keep my brain functioning and motivate me, too.

My book has not been touched since I last posted it, and that upsets me. I also feel like my posts are very last minute on here, and I want to change that. Obviously I’m in a bit of a rut and I’m going to do my damnedest to get out it!

 

Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.

~ Harriet Beecher Stowe

Back To My Normal, almost

Bed was comfortable this morning. I cocooned myself in the blanket, my dogs were cuddled in, but I managed to pull myself from it to start the day.

I definitely have more energy (after playing some Hyrule Warriors), and I managed to shovel our driveway. Even my neighbour (who called the cops on us about snow removal) didn’t trigger me when she came outside while I was still out there. In fact, had we made eye contact, I probably would have given her a genuine smile and wave. I do feel she was trying to get a reaction from me, but I’m proud for not letting her bug me.

To accomplish that, I have started saying “She doesn’t matter” when I walk past the windows that face her house or have a thought about her. I only started yesterday, but it seems to be working!

Anyways, I am hoping to actually revise my book a little bit more tomorrow with this newfound energy. Fingers crossed it lasts! Just have to remind myself that this emotional state is temporary (though it never feels it when you’re in it), and to do what I can. I push myself when I need to, but I try to be gentle, too.

Maybe I’ll even fold clothes later today?

 

Routine Has Run Amuck

I thought I was making progress, waking up at 5 am, but alas it does not seem to be the case. While I did not have a lazy weekend, I very much wanted to relax with my husband, and don’t feel I got a chance to at all.

That is why on Monday when he asked me if I thought he should call in sick (because of his right ankle still recovering from some random injury), I said yes. I needed/wanted that day with him, and I feel like it set me back a bit. We had a good talk about things, but I also took like twenty-three naps, and felt super lazy. I didn’t post a blog or work on my book.

When Tuesday rolled around, my body had to recover from all the sleep the day before or so it seemed. I managed to post a poem (pretty much about this stuff), but no work was done on my book. I didn’t clean the house, and I left assembling garbage and recycling until Andrew got home (something I usually do at the start of the day).

Now, it’s Wednesday and it’s just after noon. I wasted the morning away on a stupid show (Thanks, Netflix, you piece of shit!), and am just now sitting at my computer.

I don’t think I can begin to describe the frustration I feel with myself.

I want to get my book done, honestly, I really do. And yet…. while I work on it, I am in a realm of possibilities instead of certainties. At this point, I don’t know if my book will flop or be successful. It is that very thought that seems to be holding me back right now.

The other fact is, the longer I take to edit/write my book, the longer it will take to embark on the path of being published (be it self published or with the help of a literary agent). That part could take a long ass time on its own, and I need to keep fighting my way there even if my opponent is myself.

This time loop I seem to be in needs to end, and today, I am going to do just that!

I vow to wake up at 5 am tomorrow (and leave behind whatever delicious dreams I find myself in), and write! I will post a blog and I will get more work done on my chapters.

I will do this day after day. It is abundantly clear I can’t give myself weekends off, or latch on to lame excuses. My routine needs to be reestablished, and while today may be lost in terms of productivity, the week will not be!

It is important to acknowledge that we all take steps backwards from time to time, or halt our progress, but that is when we must turn to ourselves (and/or others) for the motivation to move forward! While it is important to take care of ourselves, sometimes pushing to the edge when it doesn’t seem possible is the best way to do it!

I hope you all manage to find it in yourselves to tackle the projects you’re working on!

Best of luck in your journey and don’t forget to share some of that luck with me (and others), too!

Being a writer is like having homework every night for the rest of your life. ~Lawrence Kasdan

Winter, Writing, and Shih Tzus

Winter is my favourite season of the year! I love shoveling and snow and snowball fights!

The only thing is, where I live, we have on and off years. For example, last year was very mild and snow did not stay for long. The year prior though we got a lot of snow, schools had snow days, and it seemed every other day brought more snow.

This year has brought the snow. December was nice and mild, but January is proving itself the winteriest month ever! It holds the champion belt, for sure.

So, I have been up since 5am (which is great despite its rarity) to do one thing and that’s shovel. I did our driveway and backyard with Andrew’s help, but it didn’t end there for me. I headed to me parents’ to see that the plow had done their street and I shoveled their driveway and backyard (cause I try to be their favourite daughter, and I’m winning, clearly!).

If, at this point, you’re wondering why we shovel our backyards, it is for a simple reason. We own shih tzus who don’t like anything higher than an inch to go outside to do their business in. I also own a beagle who needs the paths to stay a bit warmer while outside (they serve as wind breaks at their current height).

After that, I went to my brother and future sister-in-law’s house to shovel their driveway, and give them a break. They both work somewhat hectic hours, and don’t have a snowblower (as far as I know). They do have a friend with a plow end on his truck who helps them though, and that’s probably the luckiest thing for them.

Once that was done, I helped a neighbour of my parents who I babysat for years ago, and then headed home for food, drink, and a relaxing shower.

Thus, the late start to my writing for the day! I wanted to get more time in, but I am sure to feel pooched sooner than later.

Yesterday’s word count was 1,362 which equaled one chapter (editing it will come later). I was hoping to write more today, but winter seems to throw snow chunks into my gears. Fingers crossed I can do it anyways!

Hopefully none of you readers have to shovel (much, if at all), and are taking an easy on this fine yet chilly Tuesday!

 

 

Anxiety At My Writing Desk

Today’s the day!

I am going to be starting a new round of editing on my book, and I am super excited! Okay, that’s a lie. I’m scared.

Scared as hell.

I could barely get out of bed. All I could think was, “What if I can’t do it? What if I make it worse?” My anxiety on it had paralyzed me, and to be honest, it still has me a bit frozen, but here I am!

Are this post, I get to it, but I figured I would show you the Beast it will be edited on.

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Two screens for writing and researching side by side! I’m sure you also recognize some of my tools of the trade, too.

The only thing missing, is my cork board pegged with info to reference. I will be putting that today, and getting straight to work!

Sorry for not posting yesterday as well. Andrew and I got to tidying the office (where the writing magic happens), and then did some overhauling downstairs.

Excuses come to me naturally when I am trying to postpone something that scares me or drives my anxiety through the roof. (Joys of Generalized Anxiety Disorder). However I am using my anxious nature to my benefit today whether it wants me to or not.

We are also waiting on 10 to 15 cm of snow to shovel, so best get to it before I feel the need to go deal with that!

Tools of the Trade

Sorry for not posting anything yesterday, but I had a brainstorm session about the feedback I’d received for my book. It was awesomely fun, and I feel really good about the changes I’ve decided to make (thanks to amazing individuals with great feedback)!

As much as I want to start on them today, I want to stew on them over the weekend (plus when Andrew’s home, I’m often not as productive as I’d like). I also want to retrieve a bound copy of my manuscript my father did for me. It should help immensely for referencing instead of pinpointing sections on the computer.

I still plan on posting something daily while I go back to work on my book though forgive me if I miss a day here and there. The list of things I’m incharge of at our house has yet to shrink or shift to another’s shoulders (though I do enjoy it), and so certain things may drop every now and then.

Anyways to the point of my post!

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The picture above are the things I use most frequently when writing my book!

A dictionary and a thesaurus are a must. I use the dictionary to make sure I am using words correctly (I have an awful memory on occasion). The thesaurus helps me change up words if/when I feel I am using the same one too much.

The green book holds ideas for my manuscript, and I write other novel ideas I have in there. One project at a time or I get overwhelmed!

The fox pen adds things to the green book (I love foxes and wolves, stereotypically!), and makes me relax at the sight of it.

The most important component though is my USB drive on an Eevee lanyard (yes, love Pokemon, play Pokemon Go!). I back up EVERYTHING onto it. My character details, plot, and of course, the chapters written first.

I do have a corkboard that has printed copies for me to reference as I write, and I have to find a new spot for it since I have upgraded from my crappy ASUS laptop to an actual desktop. (Andrew knows some IT stuff, and so it is a beaut!)

I am looking forward to imploying all these tools again, and revisiting characters I have shelved for longer than liked.

Wish me luck!

 

An artist is a sort of emotional or spiritual historian. His role is to make you realize the doom and glory of knowing who are and what you are. ~ James Baldwin

Hidden Gem: Drawing Books!

The title gives it away, but I found drawing books. IN MY HOUSE! I thought I had donated them a while back (I’d given up on returning to drawing), and the pleasant surprise was, I hadn’t!

I found them while going through my cookbooks. My mom had asked for one to come up with different cake flavours for my brother and his fiancée’s wedding cake.

It saves me some money since I was planning on picking up more to help me (hopefully) get better at drawing.

Book #1

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This one seems to introduce concepts to a variety of drawing items. It goes over different still lifes like fruits, candles, floral arrangements, and etc. It also goes over animals (quite a few to be honest), and it dips into landscapes.

I am quite excited to try out drawing landscapes. It is not something I have excelled at in the past though I have tried with paints (and failed).

It ends on people which I definitely need to get better at as we all know. It should help me create more realistic individuals, and help with any anime inspired bits I want to try. (I have a passerby love for anime which reminds me that I need to start watching Naruto Shippuden again!)

 

Book #2

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This one I bought so that I would be able to draw my own animals in a very realistic way. I have tried in the past, but the texture of fur proves problematic for me.

It goes over the basics of it before diving into specialties (?) such as baby animals. Cats and dogs are their own category (which I am looking forward to!) as are horses and ponies. After the more domestic animals, we dive into wild animals, and animals in coloured pencil.

Each category has its own artist, and I am hoping it is laid out in a manner useful to me (I am weird about instructions). I have a bad habit of over complicating things, and I am going to try and keep that from future attempts.

Maybe I will have a couple of pieces to show before the month of January is over? *fingers crossed*

Anyways, I am off to knit, and finish a project long overdue! It will be posted on this blog before the end of the week if I stick to it!

 

August 2017

It was a big day
But in a little way.
The end of my two weeks
Which was less than bleak.
I left that job
Feeling more than just a glob.
Unsure of what lay ahead
Yet I was not filled with dread.
Instead I felt hope anew
My footsteps led me far and true.
I stumbled upon my purpose,
And it was time to get down to business.
 
I had had a dream,
Filled with danger and fun.
I told my husband, my mother,
And they were quite stunned.
It spun into an idea
A book written by me,
In which a girl named Vivian
Fought hard just to be free.
 
I am still on that adventure,
Editting, revising Vivian’s tale.
It consumed me through and through,
And I refuse to fail.